Friday, February 17, 2012

February 14th 2002 was a very special day for me. I officially met Jason. Unofficially I had heard my room mates talk about some guy named "Blue", but had yet to meet him.

I woke up 10 years later to a Valentine's Day note on my bathroom mirror wishing me a happy day. And then on the seat in my van he wrote a note that said:

"A 10 years ago today I met my best friend".

It was rather TENDER. I loved it because it did not say "My sexy lover", or "my hot wife". But more referred to me as his BEST FRIEND! Oh how that melted my heart. I mean, I am glad I am all those "other" things to Jason too, ;), but being his best friend means more than anything!

I had plans for the kids today, but Jason and I were going to have to celebrate later cause Tuesday is his late class night. And some doofuss decided to call a study group that night.....VALENTINES DAY.....from 8-10pm. Are ya kidding me????

I was totally shocked when Jason asked me to meet him down by the campus for a quick dinner! WHAT!!! ME????? OH JOY!!!!!!

I was even more shocked when instead of taking me to Chili's (our trusty favorite) he took me to the EXACT place we met a decade ago. Smoky Mountain Pizza and Pasta on Park Center! Oh I almost cried! I could not believe that he thought of that! We were so close to BSU, but I had not even put it together! In celebration of our love, we tipped our waitress $10. :)

I woke up to these two smiling cheeseballs.

Treated the boys to some "rings" for lunch!

Graden passed out in a Valentine Coma after school!

We bought the kids all new swim suits for the special day. I loved it cause it was fun and practical! Getting us ready for Spring and Summer!

I hope you felt love this day.

I posted on FB earlier in the day (prior to my invite for dinner with the hubs) this:

Thursday, February 9, 2012

"Deciding to have a child is monumentous. It is deciding to forever have your heart walk outside your body."

This has never been as true to me as it has been recently. Watching my girls do dance, and have friends outside of people who I would have picked for them, to Graden starting his wrestling career. It's all been so much for me as a mother.

This is my kind boy.

Thoughtful, silly, lovely, squishy, and positively kissable. He is at the age where he can actually carry a USA Wrestling card and participate in tournaments. This has all been discussed since I was pregnant. When he would be able to wrestle.

That time is now.

He has practice twice a week. Jason does Monday's and I do Wednesday's. I thought I could handle it. It was much harder than I could have ever imagined.

It was clear that Graden is painfully shy with a rowdy group of boys. He was obedient to the coaches, but not accretive enough to grab a partner to line up, so he had to be matched with somebody. I watched as he looked at other boys running to find a partner. He just stood there. And my heart melted for him.

I have kind children. I am thankful for that. Jason and I had a frank discussion when he got home that we are going to have to "teach" Graden to be aggressive. I would rather teach a child that, than have to teach a child to be meek. He will have to learn that there is a time and a place to be rough. I hope he will grasp to the concept. Considering I have have taught him for 4.5 years now to always be sweet and kind.